Minho and I were walking to the homestead after Newt left to speak to Alby. He happened to say something funny so I hunched over laughing causing different boys to stare, including Newt.
He quickly stormed back over to me. He grabbed my wrist and dragged me away to my hut while telling me we 'need to talk'. Oh god, here it was. The breakup.
We went into my hut as I stood beside the bed holding my now red wrist. He just closed the door and crossed his arms in front of it. He looked beyond furious as he stared at me.
"What the bloody hell was that?" He yelled breaking the silence.
"I don't know what you mean?"
"Oh don't act like that. You and Minho. I see the way he looks at you," he growled without looking anywhere but at me.
"Newt are you serious. I told you there's no need to be jealous cause I love y-" I said while taking short steps to him.
"You don't love me," he yelled and pushed my hand away. Ouch, I'll forget that. "I bet you're just using me to get with someone. I bet you've done it with every boy here you little slut!"
My mouth fell as my heart twisted. "Do you honestly think I could do something like that? Sleep with every boy here or even one more?"
"I think you're the only girl here and you're taking advantage of that." He was standing his ground but I couldn't feel the ground under my feet. Too many emotions were running in my head.
"You think i would ruin this? Ruin the best thing that's happened to me in this glade for a shank like Minho? You think all I care about is getting into your pants at night? Maybe I should go be with Minho! He's the only one who actually seems to care about me not the fact that I'm a girl," i yelled but this only made him angrier. "At least he treats me like a human being."
He quickly threw his arms to my hips and pushed me roughly against the wall. "No, you're mine. He doesn't care about you like I do. He doesn't make you feel things i can make you feel."
"Don't touch me," I yelled and pushed him back. He looked taken back as he caught his footing. I couldn't help the tears falling now. "I thought you were different. Minho i can understand, but you?" My hands were shaky violently as I bit on my lip. "I actually cared about you! I did! I wanted you Newt, so I was with you. I gave you my everything but apparently it wasn't enough. All you care about is getting into my pants like the rest of them!"
"Wait (Y/N)-"
"Don't! I don't want to have make up sex with you or whatever the hell you want. I was so shucking naive to think any guy here could actually care about me. No you're all the same. No one actually cares at all. Don't talk to me ever again," I was crying hard now as I ran from the hut and into the deadheads.
I ran deep into the woods until I tripped over a vine twisting my ankle. I only cried out harder as I clutched my ankle into my chest. I was a wreck. I knew it, anyone could visibly see it. But I'm glad I broke off this before it got any worse.
I thought he loved me. I thought he cared about how I felt, what I did that day, or just wanted to be with me. No, he was just like the rest. All he wanted was the time we spent unclothed. That was my biggest fear. Not the maze, not the grievers, but the dying truth that he doesn't actually love me, but loved what's under my shirt.
I curled myself into a ball on the cold ground with my hands over my face. Everything in me felt numb. My chest ached and my head swirled but I felt no emotions except for pain. I was a broken shell of my old self.
And it was all his fault.
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Minho found me that night after Newt told him what happened after he heard me crying. It hurt me to think of him being in pain but it was his fault. He did it to himself. He shouldn't have strung me so far along.
"Hey girly," Minho smiled down at me after he ran back from the maze. It has been three days since the night with Newt but we still have to work together. We just don't speak and i try my hardest to ignore the glares.
"Hey Min," I smiled. "Find anything?"
"Nothing different from yesterday. Y'know he's still staring," he said motioning to Newt behind me. I took a quick glance and sure enough, he was. He didn't even look away when I looked so I gave a shy smile and he happened to return it.
"Hey, hey, don't cry," Minho said cupping my cheeks.
"I'm fine Min. I'm just gonna get a drink," I said looking up at him. He looked very worried but I decided to put a smile on like I did every other day.
"Want me to come?" He offered but I shook my head lightly.
"No you need to go map before your tiny brain looses it," I mocked and pointed to his head.
"Oh you little," he smirked before grabbing my hips and lifting me off the ground. I squealed before he set me down and I hit his shoulder.
"You're so annoying," I laughed and fixed my shirt. "Bye Minho."
He walked to the woods as I walked towards the homestead. I did want a drink but I mostly needed a second from Newt. It hurt to look at the boy I loved when he didn't love me back.
I grabbed a jar and filled it with water before taking a sip.
"Hey," someone said at the door causing me to jump. I began choking on my water and after a few seconds, calmed myself. I turned around and saw Newt at the door looking worried with a little smirk. "I didn't mean to scare you."
"It's okay," I whispered wiping off my mouth. "Did you want a drink?"
"Can we talk?" He asked disregarding my question.
"I don't- I don't think that's a good idea," i stuttered and looked to my feet.
"Please. Please," he begged. I sighed and nodded lightly. "I'm so sorry. More than sorry. I know what I said was wrong the moment I said it. I don't think you sleep with every shank here. I was just jealous (Y/N). I mean why would you love the guy with a limp when Minho's keeper of runners."
"Don't ever say that. Look at me," I said cupping his cheek. I was angry and hurt but what he said was wrong. "Your limp doesn't make you who you are. So what if you can't run like he can, you do a million better things. You're the only one who can make me smile when all I wanna do is cry. You're the one who can wield that machete better than any one in this glade. Besides that, you're the one who keeps us together... you keep me together. You're our glue, Newt. I love you and only you and I thought that meant something."
"I'm sorry I was such a shuckface. I shouldn't have called you what I did. I just worry I'll loose you one day to one of them," a tear slid down his cheek but my thumb caught it.
"You only lost me because you pushed me away. I'm yours but I want more than just sleeping together. I know that's all the other boys want but I thought you wanted more."
"No I do. I don't just want that I want to do everything with you. I wanna know everything about you not your bra size. I wanna hold your hand and kiss you without it leading to anything. I wanna be with you and tell you everything. Please let me make it up to you. I promise we'll... well um-"
"Never sleep together again?" I offered with a sly smirk. He seemed to ponder the idea before nodding.
"If that's what you want. I'll do anything. Please be mine again," he begged as I wrapped my arms around his torso and buried my cheek in his chest.
"I'm not doing that. I just want this to be more. I love you," I whispered as he hugged me tightly back.
"I love you too. I love you so much darling." I felt a drop fall on my head and I looked up.
"Don't cry anymore. I'm yours."
"Please stay with me," he cried. I grabbed the back of his neck and pulled so our lips could touch. I broke the short kiss and let our eyes lock.
"Always."
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FanfictionI'm a hopeless romantic so I write stories about The Maze Runner's Newt or Thomas Brodie Sangster. Most of them are sweet but some are heartbreaking. Thanks for reading and voting! :)
